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And such skirts as Ann Veronica had had when she entered the valley of Saas were safely packed away in the hotel, and she wore a leather belt and loose knickerbockers and puttees—a costume that suited the fine, long lines of her limbs far better than any feminine walking-dress could do. Sheppard remained dissolved in tears. But men of the Spurlock type, who walk straight, who are unobtrusive and intensely pale, they break swiftly and inexplicably. So Mrs. Stanley. “Ann Veronica has never looked quite so well, I think,” said Capes, clinging, because of a preconceived plan, to the suppressed topic. . She answered in whispers, for there was the white arm of a woman in the next box peeping beyond the partition within a yard of him. They crossed the Channel in sunshine and a breeze that just ruffled the sea to glittering scales of silver. “I am sick of it.
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